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No Longer a Plaything

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I wake up and see her lying beside me,

finally happy, finally free.

Her head resting gently on my chest,

my hand copping a feel on her magnificent breast.

She strokes my cock though deep in her sleep,

She no longer cries, there are no tears left to weep.

She knows now how deeply I care

and that I'll stand beside her everyday and everywhere.

She no longer needs him, he's part of her past.

She will always walk with me, she is stronger at last.

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Written by Shaman
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